Chapter 662

"Hum, just holy land, one heavy day strength, looking for death!"

Most of the power of the remnant soul of the ancient emperor has passed away in the past thousand years, but it still has the strength of ordinary holy land, which is easy to deal with the holy flame Mantis puppet with the strength of Holy Land and heaven.

"The Dragon tears the hand!"

The spirit of the ancient emperor drank softly, vaguely, as if a dragon roared out of the sky.

The next moment, a huge shadow of a ferocious dragon appeared in the air. The Dragon stretched out its claws. It looked like it was very slow. In fact, it came to the holy flame Mantis puppet in a blink of an eye.

After the Dragon claws were caught, the holy flame Mantis puppet was torn to pieces.

Han Feng, take a breath!

At the same time, the gap between them is too big. In front of the ghost of the ancient emperor, the holy flame Mantis puppet was so helpless that it was easily destroyed.

Wei Wenguang's eyes are blazing. This is the ancestor of Wei family.

Feeling Wei Wenguang's eyes, the ghost of the ancient emperor gave a bitter smile: "for thousands of years, my soul now can only play the strength of the holy land, three or four heaven. I'm afraid it can't compare with the strongest holy land of Wei family now."

The words of the ghost of the ancient emperor poured cold water on Wei Wenguang.

The remnant soul of the ancient emperor said softly, "don't worry. Although my soul consumes a lot, I used to be the great holy land and the holy land. As long as we find the right body, we will recover our cultivation sooner or later. Wei family, I will not let it decline. "

The spirit of the ancient emperor said so, Wei Wen's face was firm: "ancestors, then take away my body."

The remnant soul of the ancient emperor shook his head: "I don't agree with your body very well. Let's talk about this matter when we go back to the family. We don't have to look for our Wei family. The fitness of soul and body doesn't have to be the same blood to be the highest."

"Ancestor, you, how can you be trapped here?" After a while, Wei Wenguang couldn't help but say.

Han Feng is also curious.

These puppets are just heaven level puppets. How could the ancient emperor, who was the strength of the great holy land, be trapped here?

Or is this temple more than nine stories?

The ghost of the ancient emperor sighed: "I knew you would ask this, I will tell you."

"In fact, this temple is called the puppet temple, which was built by a powerful man in the holy land. I know you suspect that there are other layers in this temple, but what I want to tell you is that this temple has only nine floors! "

"This is the last floor, but the puppets of the temple are divided according to the accomplishments of the intruders. You should be glad that there are no strongmen in the holy land among you, otherwise you will not be able to break through the first floor."

"A thousand years ago, when this temple came into the world, I came to this temple. The first level was a puppet of the Holy Land and the Ninth level was already a higher puppet among the great holy land levels. Although I have extraordinary understanding and have the unique knowledge of the holy land, my own strength is only the twelve heaven of the holy land, that is, the triple heaven of the great holy land. I can fight against the ordinary four heaven of the great holy land and the five Heaven of the great holy land only have the strength of a war. "

"At that time, the puppet had six levels of heaven in the great holy land. Naturally, I was not an opponent. Finally, I gave up my body and attached it to the puppet in the state of soul. Only then did I survive for nearly a thousand years."

"For thousands of years, though my soul's power was constantly weakening, I had a little control of the temple hub. I tried to leave it countless times, but I didn't do it in the end. If you want to leave freely, you must take full control of the temple hub. "

"However, it took me nearly a thousand years for my soul power to reduce from the Holy Land triple heaven to the ordinary Holy Land triple heaven, and only then could I control 10% of it. I knew how long it would take to fully master heaven."

"I understood this place hundreds of years ago, so I hope someone will come to this puppet temple, so that I can get out of here by controlling the control hub. This is to this day."

Han Feng's eyes flashed: "in this way, the exit will disappear"

the ghost of the ancient emperor nodded: "yes, I made it. Due to the lack of control over the control hub, I can only come to you by puppet on the ninth floor. I will repay you for the injury I have learned."

The ghost of the ancient emperor suddenly reached for a finger, and a bright light came into Hanfeng's forehead.

Han Feng subconsciously step back, and wait for the light to enter his forehead, Han Feng will know what is inherited by the spirit of the ancient emperor.

Awe Ran is the Holy Land unique skill Yanlong tearing hand before the ghost of the ancient emperor!

This is the understanding of the spirit of the ancient emperor, and it is also the strongest unique skill mastered by itself. The level is as high as the top among the middle and lower grades!

What makes Han Feng more surprised is that this dragon tears hand and his fit degree unexpectedly reached 60%!!

This is absolutely a high degree of fit.

According to the law, some of the sacred fire in the heart can be improved into the super fire style.

This also means that when he successfully cultivates the super holy flame formula, he will have a fit degree of at least 60% to the burning dragon tearing hand.With a fit of up to 60.5% of the unique skills of the holy land, ordinary powerful people will be envious.

Han Feng looked up at the ghost of the ancient emperor: "master, is this too heavy? The dragon's hand tearing is a unique skill of the holy land, but I'm just a slight injury." Strictly speaking, minor injuries are not considered, but the consumption is quite huge.

The remnant soul of the ancient emperor said with a smile: "I can't say that. Without your excellency, my descendants can't get to the ninth floor, which means that I have to continue to be trapped here. With my soul power now, I can't support the next millennium temple

"That's right. Han Feng, you can take it at ease. You have saved the ancestors." Wei Wenguang is also busy, because Han Feng's ancestor was able to extricate himself from the predicament. Wei Wenguang is grateful to Han Feng from his heart. He is willing to let him die at this moment.

"The younger generation took over." Han fenggong felt excited.

The remnant soul of the ancient emperor stretched out his hand, and the red light group after the destruction of the Shengyan Mantis puppet was caught in the hand: "this unique skill of holy land is also given to you. I have a look at it. The level is also inferior to the middle grade, but it belongs to the lower level among the middle class and lower class, which is not very useful to me."

In the face of such generous behavior, Han Feng had to take over.

This unique skill of holy land is called Zhuque Yan Lingyi, which is 50% of Han Feng's. it is a kind of attack and flight skills, and both attack and flight are not weak.

For the strongmen in holy land, flying is nothing. This unique skill only speeds up the flight speed, so the attack power is not weak. Otherwise, it can only be a chicken rib, which is not worthy of the intermediate level.

Han Feng takes guangtuan in and calculates that he has got six unique skills in holy land.

Even those semi saints who have successfully cultivated the unique skills of holy land are not so many.

There are also the unique learning of the holy dragon and the lower dragon Han Feng can't help roaring in his heart.

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